oh no. add me to the list of you suffering pre-trip nightmares. and this one was just NOT fair! I took today off, looking forward to sleeping in after DH and DS15 left the house, only to fall back asleep and raise my stress level beyond capacity!

Doh!
Here's a snapshot summary: Mom and I here in the VA airport -early even! - having an overpriced piece of pizza when it dawns on me thatI never packed my suitcase (yup, I check in futile hope, but all that's in there are whatever few things I had willy-nillily chucked in there over the past two months. I even forgot my passport and my 10 day park hoppers!!! wahhhh). I try to rationalize that I can just buy all new clothes when I get down there, but I'm pissed about the hassle of the tix.
And then there's the issues of the cats. Why do we have two of my cats with us, running around the terminal?

WTH?!!! (as there were no twins in the picture, I wonder if I grabbed the cats instead of the twins???) What were we thinking? I don't even like cats!

(good thing my kitten Harry Potter can't read this, as he's curled up next to me right now). So now there's nothing for me to do but bring the cats home, repack, send mom on her way to meet GrayFal, and I'll catch an exhorbitantly priced last minute flight down tomorrow.
And now it's 7:30 and I am starting my day off way too early and with a headache!

Good thing I brought work home with me; if it's gonna start out like a normal Monday, I may as well work!
but first I think I'm gonna pack, just to be careful.

and who knew willy-nilly could be used as an adverb?
